Little Billy comes home from catholic school with a black eye.
His father sees it and says, "Billy, how many times do I have to tell you
not to fight with the other boys?"
"But Dad, it wasn't my fault. We were all in church saying our prayers.
We all stood up and my teacher in front of me had her dress in the
crack of her butt. I reached over and pulled it out. That's when she hit
me!"
"Billy," the father said. "You don't do those kind of things to women."
Sure enough, the very next day Billy came home with the other eye
black and blue.
Billy's father said, "Billy, I thought we had a talk!"
"But Dad," Billy said, "It wasn't my fault. There we were in church
saying our prayers. We all stood up and my teacher in front of us had
her dress in the crack of her butt. Then Louie who was sitting next to
me saw it and he reached over and pulled it out. Now I know she
doesn't like this, so I pushed it back in!"
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You don't stop laughing because you grow old, you grow old because you stopped laughing.